Everything is caused by something.

The pollution of Earths atmosphere and oceans is caused by humans.

Wars are caused by humans.

Poverty is caused by humans.

Heck, I would not be surprised if it was discovered that the reason why cancer exists is humans!

But here it's all different. No creepy and selfish humans. A paradise. If only it was truly so. The universe always finds a way to compensate for stuff. If the theory for multiple realities and worlds is true, which I now know it is, a good and perfect world takes that perfection from it's other sister worlds. Due to this, one of those worlds, if not all of them, end up a whole lot worse.

At least, this is what I think.

Why am I musing to myself at the moment?

One, I did get my sleep. Just to be clear.

Two, I didn't dream I was in Dagon's Hall this time.

Three, my back hurts very, very much and I can't move at the moment...

Let me explain.

Last night, after my little surprisingly comforting talk with Sage(Who still sucks. Just a bit.) I went back into the basement... God, that still sounds so wrong... I begun meditating before getting some sleep. Helps me relax.

Or at least that's what I was intending.

'I see where this is going.'

In the middle of my meditation, Eve started fidgeting in her sleep and, somehow, crawled right next to me and wrapped her arms around my waist and rested her head on my lap and decided to use it as a pillow. It should go unsaid just how.... awkward the position was. It did seem to calm her down though.

'Pervert. Just saying.'

I just looked at her slumber, not daring to move and risk waking her. It was quite adorable, to be honest.

'… Are you... Ignoring me?'

I admit it, I am a sucker for those kind of things. Don't tell anyone!

'Hey dipshit! Don't diss me!'

I just stayed there, sitting. Somehow I managed to fall asleep while keeping the position. I slept well, but I was rudely awakened in the morning by something that you would expect in this situation.

'Me?'

My back was committing suicide.

'Fuck you!'

I kind of was asking for it, though. I am an idiot sometimes. I admit that much.

'I will skin you alive!'

I thought about something I hadn't done in a long time. A really long time. I used to make up haikus just for the heck of it. Of course I never got any of them right, which was just me sucking at math.

'Fine! Ignore me! I'll just go and play with my friends that really do exist and are not figments of my imagination!'

Eve began to stir and grunt as she awakened also.

”Good morning.”, I say, my tone hiding the fact that my back wants to dig a hole and just die in there. She looks up and sees the way she's holding onto me. The reaction is immediate. I can see her face turn bright red, somehow. How does that work through the fur? Okay, the whiteness might be helping it, but still.

She quickly pushes herself away and stands up, ears drooped and looking at the ground as if ashamed. ”S-s-sorry.”, She stutters. The word came out so softly I almost missed it.

”No need.”, I say and wave my hand in a dismissing manner. ”No harm was done.” She looks at me, as if asking 'Really?'. ”Okay, maybe my back is a bit sore. Still no need to apologize.”, I tell her. It's a white lie, the one kind I can live with. A sore back. If only...

I also stand up, my back really feeling like it will crumble at any second. I did a good job at hiding it so no one should notice... Maybe.

After a little bit of coaxing, I manage to convince her that she has nothing to be sorry for. After that I begin to give her a small speech lesson. She's really catching up quickly. If only she would talk a bit more.

….

Now that gives me an idea.

”I think you should speak a bit more. It would help you be more open and be good practice at the same time.”

Her ears perk up and her eyes widen in surprise at my suggestion. Or at least I think that's surprise. ”W-what?”, She asks.

”You won't get better at speech if you don't speak to others. That's kind of the whole point of talking. I've also noticed that you seem quiet when surrounded by others. Talking a bit more may help on both of these subjects.”, I explained. ”What do you think?”

Eve gives me a somewhat shocked look. ”Y... You want m-my o-opinion?”, She asked shyly.

”Yes.”, I state simply. Why was this so shocking to her?

... Oh... OH! I get it now! No one in her pack must have ever done anything like that. To simply order one around without even giving a crap about how they feel. I think I'm getting mad at those assholes.

Eve tried to voice an answer but just ended up moving her jaw, no words leaving her mouth.

I just stay quiet and give her some time.

Eventually she just looks at me and then begins finding the ground very interesting. ”Me- I think...” She seems to consider her words carefully, as if not wanting to offend. With me, impossible. I could never be mad at someone like her. ”I think... I don't know.” She sounded a bit unsure of the answer and I could understand why.

”It is alright to not know. It gives more time to think it all through.”, I say and crack my neck on reflex. How I could do that, I haven't got a clue. It did seem to make Eve flinch slightly. Guess she doesn't like the 'CRACK!' sound.

Kinda like those guys that that wear some costumes from some cartoon shows. What were they called... Cosplayers? I don't know why but they just freak me the fuck out.

Well, at least this place doesn't have any of those creeps.

[At that moment, someone in Equestria sneezed and dropped his selfmade, carefully hidden and well preserved joint into a chasm. Lots of cussing ensued.]

My thoughts are disrupted as something... weird happened. Eve burped purple flames and, somehow, a scroll dropped on the floor. I look at it. Eve looks at it, eyes wide as dinner plates. Summary: We were both equally confused. After I get the shock out of my system, I pick it up and open it.

Hmm... It's from Damien! Let's see,

Dear Hollow,

'Gay!'

I’m writing to you in the hopes that we can tell one another about our going-ons. How are you? How are Elie and Eve doing?

I take it that perhaps Pinkie Pie threw one of her miraculous parties to welcome you three, eh? Well, that’s swell. I honestly hope that you three enjoyed yourself.

How'd he know that?

'Magic~.'

Listen: you’re probably wondering why I did that whole bananas thing earlier today. If so, brace yourself, a long explanation is coming.

… Oh boy.

You see, it’s actually an internet meme founded by bronies... and you’re probably what a brony is, now that I mentioned it.

What is a meme? And what the hell is a brony?

A brony is, essentially, a fan of the new Generation 4 My Little Pony show "My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic" by Lauren Faust (creator of Powerpuff Girls and Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends.” It mostly refers to the older male viewers of the show, but female fans use it too. A Brony is generally pretty involved in the community at large. It Typically refers to 13-30 year old male fans of the 2010 reboot of the show My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, but may also include females known as “pegasisters”.

Wait, what?

In layman terms, brony = bro + pony, and pegasister = pegasus + sister.

While generally associated with a negative stereotype by outsiders, due to it's former 80's frilly, girly-girl, twinkle-toed, tea-parties and all-female main casting, bronies are attracted to the new show by its good animation, acting, writing, and humor. Having once been on the outside, bronies can love and tolerate others until they themselves become bronies. However, haters gonna hate— most likely due to the fact that they have a masculinity inferiority complex, where they believe that if they watched My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, others like them will label them as an effeminate freak.

What the...

It’s true. There are people out there, and they’re scattered all across the globe of both Earth and Equus, this planet.

….

'We knew this already.'

But enough of my drivel.

What I actually want to say is that I hope your adventures on finding your fragments becomes a success, and that I will be cautious of this Xolhowl that you mentioned earlier.

Sincerely,

    ~Damien O’Connor

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So let me get this straight. This place is from a world from a television show... For young girls/kids... Watched by adults... Who like it...

….

Thanks for dropping the information nuke on me, Mr. O'Connor!

-After a MIND=BLOWN-moment-

After I manage to settle my mind and tuck Damien's message to the deep end of my skull and into The Void to avoid distraction, both of us went up the stairs.

Getting out of the basement and into the main part of the library, the first thing that comes in view is Sage. Still in the same place I left him last night... Still reading... Did his head just tilt a little?

I went closer to investigate and heard something unmistakable. The bastard was snoring, ergo sleeping! It's so hard to tell when you've got a face that is basically carved on your head. And he was STILL holding that bloody book!

I turn to the sound of clopping[NO! BAD AUDIENCE!] from the stairs and see Twilight casually walking down the said stairs.

”Morning, Twilight.”, I greet her.

”M-morning.”, Eve stutters softly. Adorable.

Twilight's smiles warmly at us and opens her mouth to greet us back. ”Morning to you two. Sleep well?”

Eve looks down and fiddles with her hands, clearly embarrassed. I just go for a straight answer.

”Other than a few minor complications, quite well.” It was true. She doesn't need to know the details.

CRACK

… Did... Did my back just crack on it's own?

'Yup. You're screwed. Want a cracker?'

That pun is lame.

'So is earl grey but the English still drink it.'

Stereotypes aside; Twilight gave me an odd look. ”Are you sure you are okay?”

I hastily nod, causing my neck to crack instead. Twilight was giving me the 'I-Don't-Buy-That'-look. I used to be the master at this particular art at one point in time. Shade made a convincing liar when he wanted to, but most of the time he was the elephant in the room. A really big, dumb and obvious one. My dad was a bullshitter as well, though not as much.

”Fine, maybe not that okay. I can handle it though, so no worries.” Pleasedropit. Pleasedropit.

After a glance of doubt Twilight seemed to let it slide. ”If you say so.” Thank you miss Sparkle. “Should we start todays lessons?”

“Well, Sage seems to be asleep, so-”

“On the contrary.”, The one in question piped up. “I have been conscious for quite the while.”

I call bullshit on that. “You were snoring just a few minutes ago.”, I point out.

He took offence to that. “How dare you accuse me of such? For your information, I do not snore.”

“You...Well... K-kind of did.” I gotta say I was surprised, and proud, to notice it was Eve who said that. Sage just looked at her with his blank face.

“Holy astral phenomena.”, He says slowly. “It verbally communicates!”

You just had to remind me why I think you are an asshole. Not to mention that was offensive.

“And for your information, I do not snore. I just really concentrate on reading.”

'Orgasmic reading.'

… I need to evict that mental image.

'I just realized that you are talking to me again.'

...

'Don't start that again, asshole!'

...

'I'm sorry.'

You got your chance.

I'll just stop telling what happened in detail and just give a summary. We began our lessons and I have to say, Twilight and Sage make a great team when they aren't arguing. It was safe to say that the lessons went very well, although Sage still slipped in some mighty big words in his parts, most likely just to spite me.

Anyway, all was going relatively smoothly. I was starting get hold of the basics of reading Equestrian. It really isn't as hard as one might imagine. Once you grasp the basics all pretty much unfolds little by little.

I still only managed to barely read one full sentence. Pathetic, isn't it? Well, you have to start somewhere. I'll figure this out in time.

…

Funny, I feel like something is coming my way.

And speak of the devil, the door get's kicked open and someone dashes inside. “Hello, bookies! What's happening?”, Elie said and slid along the library floor.

[-Outskirts of Ponyville-]

“So there is a way for us to get our cutie marks?”, Scootaloo asked, exited.

“Yes, quite. I know of a perfect way.” A sand colored and orange maned stallion, dressed in an alabaster cowl over his head and shoulders, told the three fillies that made the Cutie Mark Crusaders.

“Tell us. Please? We really wish to get out cutie marks as fast as possible.”, Said Apple Bloom

The stallion chuckled “Well, have you tried cave exploring?”

All three thought for a second. “I think not. Have we?”, asked Sweetie Belle.

“Ah think not.”, Responded Apple Bloom

“Me neither.”, Said Scootaloo

“Well, I know of a perfect place.” The stallion smiled but then adopted an serious expression. “But are you willing to face a challenge in order to get there?”

All three fillies nodded and voiced their answer. “Yeah!”

The stallion chuckled yet again. “Well, listen carefully then. Over there, in the Everfree, is a particular cave which is said to contain something amazing. Nopony knows what is in there.” Then the stallion pulled a scroll from under his cowl. “This scroll has instructions on how to get there. Now, are you up for a challenge?”

His question was answered as the scroll was pulled out of his hooves.

“We sure are!”, Apple Bloom said with determination.

“This is going to be so fun!”, Sweetie Belle exclaimed.

“Okay, let's go!”, Scootaloo said.

Then all three took air into their lungs and yelled out, “CUTIE MARK CRUSAREDS CAVE EXPLORERS!” and ran off.

The stallions nice smile was still present. But now it was closer to a smirk. A very devious smirk.

“Oh yes. That challenge is to die for. Khehehehe.”, The stallions form began to waver and shift into something else. The next moment the stallion seemed to vanish into the air.

What could possibly go wrong?

Yes, I am back! The writers block and my other numerous problems beaten... For the time being, I will now continue writing Quest of a Nobody! Shocking? I know.

Anyway, I'll try to catch up and bring more chapters soon. So just bear with my unstable, not to mention insane, mindset. Also, inform me of mistakes made during the writing procedure of this chapter. There are some. I just know it. Those grammar ninjas won't evade me for long... Right?

Your very apologetic son of a bitch

Doctor D, The Forgiving Sain- Sorry. Can't keep a straight face.

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